Sunday, August 3, 2008
Half Alive.
I'm hiding behind this smile. It's quite the mask, you would never be able to tell. I haven't come out for awhile now. Every attempt I attempt just leaves me broken. I can't go on half living this life on my own. I am sick and tired of it. No, I'm not okay, so stop asking, it's not like anyone cares anyway. I am living half alive, I am so empty inside. Everyone is out enjoying their nights while I sit alone thinking and wondering. Every move I make takes so much effort. Half alive in this world full of lively people. I would give anything to feel alive, fully alive, just once again. Half alive, half broken. I would never think twice of letting any of you live half alive, if only you felt the same for me.
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I told you that whenever you need someone, I'll drop everything for you. No matter what I'm doing.
Sarah, you know i fucking love you and that I meant that. So take me up on it.
I care, I care, I care. When you're at your lowest, I'll be there, when you're at your highest, I'll be there. You need me, then you call me. Because I'll be there in a jiffy, or as soon as I can.
Remember when JD broke your heart? And you came over and you cried on my porch and we talked? You were trying to eat PopTarts, I think.
Best friends do that stuff. And needing someone never makes you weak. Don't think that by telling me you need me to come talk to you will be getting in my way, because it won't be. Don't think that it'd be dragging me down, because it wouldn't be. I think about you, and worry about you a lot.
I just left you a comment longer than your actual blog.
I love you Sarah, don't forget it. And you don't need lots of human relationships to make you happy.
Let go, and live.
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